Lirik Lagu The Truth - Chamillionaire
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[Chamillionaire - Talking]Yeah...Chamillionaire..Mixtape Messiah babyAlways wanna know something bout me manWanna know somethin bout me?Don't judge me..don't judge me by my musicAnd don't judge me bout what you heard about me eitherChamillionaire..listen
Ay, My father was Muslim my momma's a ChristianI couldn't even look surprised when they said they was splittin'Wasn't no bacon or grits in, off in the kitchenIt was missin', plate was full of non-nutritionI was born skinny the hunger was forced in meTo get angry at my lifestyle, no smile wasn't born friendlyBorn with a thorn in me, I'm scorned so I'm pourin' RemiI'm thinkin' that's boys feel me, but boys is avoidin' meOh, got to excuse me for givin' you the truthAnd being the type to give proof that you givin' an excuseYou gotta excuse me for gettin' in the booth,and keepin' it real about life while you livin' in the poof...fantasy, damnit he, isn't as big a man as meIf I tell him the truth he need to hear then he gettin' mad at meThe truth could hit ya as hard as assault & battery,and make people that used to run with me switch up and challenge meBut ain't we family? yall forgettin' what yall wereForget what ya boy heard, cuz this is 'bout more wordsIt's all 'bout communication but niggas ignore verbsIf ya boy shouted I'm hatin', then that got ya boy servedDon't deny it if you a man, so you should be man enoughI'm far from feminine we take pisses while standin' upThey smokin' on cannibus while they tell us they jammin' usLook a fan in the face and ask em' "Are you a true fan or what"?"Are you really a fan of us"? or are you type to switchand get pissed and bootleg the disc cuz I'm not, droppin' em' quickThey love ya and then they diss, they hug ya and then they hissThey happy when you arrive and go right back to being pissedHonestly man, I don't really even give a damnInstead of being who you want me to be I be who I'amI'm livin' life of my family and live life of Cham'I don't live life for my fansAnd don't, switch up my words just let me explain my thoughtI appreciate ya support, I appreciate if ya bought,my cd's with all ya heart but this music is just an artBut it's not as precious as life in the middle is where I'm caughtLookin' out for my people, my motive is never evilMy motive was never see-through, my motive was always equalOutsiders would lie and try to promote it they out (to) decieve youThey give a notice to you, but don't give a notice to me tooYa, that's somethin' I call divide and conquerThey try to get inside the monster to divide the monsterSo they can become the monster, then they'll try to stomp yaInside the circle of friends is where you'll find impostersTo hell with yall niggas
(Chamillionaire Talks about all the controversy and clears all the rumors)[Song Ends after Talking]
Ay, My father was Muslim my momma's a ChristianI couldn't even look surprised when they said they was splittin'Wasn't no bacon or grits in, off in the kitchenIt was missin', plate was full of non-nutritionI was born skinny the hunger was forced in meTo get angry at my lifestyle, no smile wasn't born friendlyBorn with a thorn in me, I'm scorned so I'm pourin' RemiI'm thinkin' that's boys feel me, but boys is avoidin' meOh, got to excuse me for givin' you the truthAnd being the type to give proof that you givin' an excuseYou gotta excuse me for gettin' in the booth,and keepin' it real about life while you livin' in the poof...fantasy, damnit he, isn't as big a man as meIf I tell him the truth he need to hear then he gettin' mad at meThe truth could hit ya as hard as assault & battery,and make people that used to run with me switch up and challenge meBut ain't we family? yall forgettin' what yall wereForget what ya boy heard, cuz this is 'bout more wordsIt's all 'bout communication but niggas ignore verbsIf ya boy shouted I'm hatin', then that got ya boy servedDon't deny it if you a man, so you should be man enoughI'm far from feminine we take pisses while standin' upThey smokin' on cannibus while they tell us they jammin' usLook a fan in the face and ask em' "Are you a true fan or what"?"Are you really a fan of us"? or are you type to switchand get pissed and bootleg the disc cuz I'm not, droppin' em' quickThey love ya and then they diss, they hug ya and then they hissThey happy when you arrive and go right back to being pissedHonestly man, I don't really even give a damnInstead of being who you want me to be I be who I'amI'm livin' life of my family and live life of Cham'I don't live life for my fansAnd don't, switch up my words just let me explain my thoughtI appreciate ya support, I appreciate if ya bought,my cd's with all ya heart but this music is just an artBut it's not as precious as life in the middle is where I'm caughtLookin' out for my people, my motive is never evilMy motive was never see-through, my motive was always equalOutsiders would lie and try to promote it they out (to) decieve youThey give a notice to you, but don't give a notice to me tooYa, that's somethin' I call divide and conquerThey try to get inside the monster to divide the monsterSo they can become the monster, then they'll try to stomp yaInside the circle of friends is where you'll find impostersTo hell with yall niggas
(Chamillionaire Talks about all the controversy and clears all the rumors)[Song Ends after Talking]
